I'm getting useless,
The ideas I'm trying to hold,
They just fade,
But as soon as they come back,
It's like a sack that I can't carry,
I can't carry on and brain storm,
It tries to form,
But it just leaves through the darkness,
Until I see it once more.
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Dreaming Is Believing(Poems,Book 2)
PoetrySECOND POEM BOOK :D Were all believing in something. I believe in many things such as love,friendship,forever.and moments.Some of us don't get why people believe in this,but I assure you, you can at least try.
